Chapter 546

No, Gu Zheng, who was full of wine and food, suggested that Bei Jun come with him to a night culture trip in Japan.

In the process of Gu Zheng's youth life, what once accompanied him through the most confused and restless period is the collection of his favorite Island professional films.

Whether it's the ignorant underground projection hall in childhood, or the pirated discs on the corner and street in the era of DVD, and the film selection battle in Zhongguancun after crossing five rings and mountains.

Those are unforgettable memories belonging to Gu Zheng.

After many years, I grew up. Everyone's sharing in the computer is so convenient that the shiny discs that can be held in their hands have become dull codes.

Lost the original little uneasy, little excited, the pirated disc bought back is a cartoon or the mystery of true love.

But about the pilgrimage heart, it is still beating.

So Gu Zheng was excited at this time. With bright little eyes, he stared at the ticket stub that suddenly came out of his hand.

The opposite Bei Jun still kept showing off his great achievements with him: "how, idol, I'm reliable. I know you want to see. Naturally, I bought tickets for the most famous venue in the song and dance town."

"I can tell you that many foreigners can't get the performance of xiaolichuan's house."

"I happen to have a friend studying abroad who helped me buy a very 'private' box in advance."

"Hey, hey, look at the woman on the ticket stub. Isn't she special?"

"It's not interesting to wear clothes these days. It's this kind of clothes that have different meanings. It's enough flavor."

Gu Zheng was told by Bei Jun that when he subconsciously swept the tickets, he just felt hot in his chest.

On the ticket stub was a very white woman with a hollowed out sandalwood fan and round shoulders. Her clothes were like ancient Chinese clothes, but she was lazy on it.

People can't help thinking, is it not wearing or not wearing under this robe?

It is this taste of holding the pipa half covered surface that is reflected incisively and vividly on this simple ticket stub.

For the small cards that Bi Gu Zheng once confiscated, those shoddy works are really too low.

The real beauty of female worry lies in the connotation of the characters.

Gu Zheng is very satisfied with the beauty of this woman's connotation.

It's really unexpected that it's just great health care. The Japanese people can really play and can come up with so many tricks.

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng just bared his teeth and said to Bei Jun, "what are you waiting for? Let's go now."

With that, I have to walk towards the street of song and dance town in Tokyo.

But Bei Jun soon stopped Gu Zheng's steps. He pointed to the door of a very antique and eye-catching small theater near the street of gewuting and said mysteriously, "brother, it's here. I deliberately chose a place close to here."

Good brother, you really understand your brother's heart.

Unlike the flashy Kabuki town with neon lights, the place chosen by the Beijun brothers is only hung with two low-key and traditional Japanese lanterns.

The ticket collectors at the door are not as flashy as the solicitors in song and dance town.

An ordinary passer-by a received tickets from two sneaky tourists and introduced them into the grand venue of the performance.

This is a performance venue with a return structure.

The suspended space on the second floor on all sides is specially prepared for the guests watching the performance.

When the lights in the central performance hall were on, the lights of the people in the four pavilions and boxes fell down.

Then no one knows the activities hidden in the dark.

But this is enough open public space, inexplicably with a sense of excitement.

Let Gu Zheng, who claims to be well-informed, feel that the Japanese can play.

In order not to look too woodlouse, Gu Zheng and Bei Jun arrived at the designated two people's small box.

Prepare for a wonderful performance to moisten your dry throat.

The time on the ticket price has gradually approached, but the box in this big venue has not been filled by 30%.

Even Bei Jun noticed the abnormal business here and said to himself, "no, the environment is so novel and chic. How can there be only such people?"

As soon as his voice fell, a quiet noise came from the box opposite the corridor.

Wow, a large number of people were seated, and the empty box opposite was filled directly.

A few words vaguely passed from the people opposite made Gu Zheng find that they may have met a tour group of compatriots in the motherland.

"Awesome, what kind of travel agency service and this kind of collective project. The next time we visit Japan, we will also report to their family group."

While Bei Jun sighed at the gradual enrichment of domestic seven day tour projects, the lights in the venue were gradually dimmed.

This is the prelude to the performance.

"Come on, here we go. Be quiet."

In Gu Zheng's reminder, the two old men turned their eyes to the direction of returning to the Taiwan with great interest.

It's dark all around and the lights are full in the middle. It's like watching a movie, not a beautiful performance.

Seeing this, Gu Zheng's eyebrows wrinkled at once. It would be too boring to meet so frankly.

Suddenly, a long tune longer than Chinese Peking Opera came out from the back of the stage.

Then, on the central platform, two people jumped out.

White, really white, pale, pale.

Look at that white face, isn't it a ghost?!

A white faced man who can't see his gender emerges in front of the dark background, dragging a singing longer than Beijing opera, and ukiyo painted fallen leaves seem to be floating on the stage;

A man dressed in the most traditional Japanese kimono painted this terrible makeup. His whole face had only one part of his lips, dotted with red rouge the size of a fingernail.

The rest are white.

Then the Japanese aria Kabuki began to perform on this field.

……

"Poof!"

Bei Jun on one side sprayed out the tea without image. What an Oolong did? His brother said he would ask him to watch a performance on the street of gewuting. That's it!

Don't say, this is really a Kabuki performance, but this kabuki is a Japanese traditional opera that has been inherited for 400 years.

How can Gu Zheng and others, who don't even see their own performances and don't understand island culture at all, understand them.

The gentle and strange tone below began to sing more and more fiercely.

Gu Zheng in the box answered the question that Bei Jun had just found.

"Hey, idol, is the person performing at the bottom a man? Take a closer look. It seems very good."

Gu Zheng came back feebly: "ah, yes, in the old days, many kabuki performances were the means of soliciting customers by Japanese prostitutes. In order to put an end to this kind of promotion of art, the government actually sold the body, and strictly prohibited women from becoming Kabuki performers."

"Therefore, the actors in the future are the anti string of women disguised as men, which has contributed to meeting the preferences of some people."

"I just don't know how the compatriots opposite have felt this time."

But Gu Zheng didn't know that the people in the opposite group didn't come to travel. They were real artists who came to see the performance.

Activities of exchanges between the two countries as cultural and art centers.

This time, the Tokyo traditional culture association invited some famous figures from China's literature, calligraphy and painting association to come to Japan for exchange and study.

By the way, I would like to discuss my experience on the protection and promotion of traditional art and literature.

However, with the purpose of critical study, these artists of the older generation enjoyed this Kabuki repertoire, which seems scary to ordinary people.

Don't understand Japanese? I'm accompanied by an interpreter.

"Ming Shen" is a very traditional Kabuki repertoire, and it is also one of the most plump repertoires for female characters. "

"With the elements of Japanese mythology, it mainly tells the story of a monk" master Mingshen "living in the rock cave of Beishan Mountain who was seduced by the beauty" Yunzhong Jujian Ji "sent by the heavenly court, degenerated and lost her body, reduced her physical skills and drank heavily. Yunzhong Jujian Ji took the opportunity to cut off the rope that master Mingshen closed the Dragon God and made dew fall from the sky for the sake of all the people."

"Please see, when juejianji in the cloud seduced Lord Ming with a feminine flirtation, Lord Ming couldn't help touching her body."

If such a serious explanation was not carried out among a group of artists, and if it was listened to by people like Gu Zheng, he thought you meant something.

But people are art, and what they show on the stage is body language that they can't understand at all.

The man disguised as a woman, Yunzhong Jujian Ji, also took small steps when she ran away, reflecting the beauty of women's weakness.

ha-ha.

Gu Zheng collapsed and burst into tears.

Why do you come here? Who gives him the final answer.

Gu Zheng, who wanted to leave several times, always felt a little impolite.

After drinking three cups of tea and make complaints about the Tucao, the lights on the stage finally fell.

"Oh, my God, it's over at last. Let's go, let's go!"

Gu Zheng wanted to leave the angry box immediately. Bei Jun on one side was puzzled: "brother, it's all over, but you're worried?"

"Drink too much water, go to the bathroom!"

Gu Zheng, who was not angry, plunged into the bathroom of the theater, but when he came out, he met an acquaintance at a glance.

"Professor Yang, why are you here!"

Isn't this the boss of the Central Academy of fine arts?